Let me be honest with you.  There have been seasons where the last thing I wanted to do was worship, much less lead worship.   Seasons where I was walking through the loss of my marriage. Seasons where I received a devastating diagnosis about my daughter. Seasons where I felt the sting of betrayal from someone I trusted on my team.   And in those moments, I had a choice to make.   I could focus on me and the situation or I could invite God into the situation and let the Prese

This week has been another reminder of how fragile life feels in our world.💔 Tragedy and violence have filled the headlines....

Never did I think that almost 10 years after writing Broken Beautiful that I would still be personally holding on to every single lyric...

Forty years ago while on spring break, I stepped into the lake and cut the bottom of my foot on a some shattered pieces of glass. I...